My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done (15)

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Posted: Tue Sep 7 2010

The excitement following last year’s announcement that the movie world’s two most notable mavericks, Werner Herzog and David Lynch, would be working together for the first time was swiftly tempered by reports that Lynch was on board only as executive producer and would have no direct hand in the writing or filmmaking process. Well, something clearly got mixed up somewhere because it’s hard to imagine an actual collaboration feeling more overtly Lynchian than ‘My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done?’, a brooding, absurdist psychodrama that feels a lot like a prospective episode of Lynch’s unmade ‘Mulholland Drive’ TV show, albeit weighed down with wholly Herzogian psychological and spiritual preoccupations.

Michael Shannon is terse and compelling as Brad McCullum, whose snap decision to murder his domineering mother with a samurai sword kickstarts a two-strand plot, one following hardbitten cop Willem Dafoe’s increasingly public attempts to draw Brad out of his hiding place in the family home, the other flashing back, through the memories of girlfriend Chloë Sevigny and drama teacher Udo Kier, to track Brad’s descent into madness.

Herzog has described ‘My Son, My Son…’ as a horror movie but that doesn’t go nearly far enough: it’s also a hostage drama, a psychological study, a sly pastiche and a grim but often very funny black comedy. It’s rare to see a film where a director’s true intentions are so effectively masked: for the most part, the picture is played disarmingly straight but,
as is often the case in Herzog’s and especially Lynch’s work, the sheer strangeness on show often threatens to tip things over into black comedy.

The most appropriate comparison might be with Kubrick’s ‘The Shining’, another film which remains brilliantly unsettling  while still managing to have a bit of fun with the horror genre. But some of the same flaws apply here, too: both films can feel like cynical exercises in audience manipulation rather than genuine works of art and both sometimes feel forced in their commitment to audience-baiting weirdness. In both films, too, the main character seems completely berserk when we first meet him, so any attempts at exploring the psychology of insanity feel somewhat unsatisfying.

‘My Son, My Son…’ may be a minor work in the Herzog canon but it’s still one of the more fascinating, frustrating, disturbing and beautiful experiences available to cinemagoers this year.
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UK release:

Fri Sep 10, 2010

Duration:

91 mins

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Tom Miller

This film is a masterpiece. Many find it difficult to break out of their conventions and expect commercial platitudes for the most mindless of cinematic entertainment. Herzog and Lynch are artists, not purveyors of staple entertainment. God forbid a movie should be challenging, intellectually stimulating, or worse, filled with uncharted unanswered mystery. Go see Transformers or Battleship if Herzog and Lynch are not your flavor. That will allow more room in the cinema for fresh air.

Tom Miller

This film is a masterpiece. Many find it difficult to break out of their conventions and expect commercial platitudes for the most mindless of cinematic entertainment. Herzog and Lynch are artists, not purveyors of staple entertainment. God forbid a movie should be challenging, intellectually stimulating, or worse, filled with uncharted unanswered mystery. Go see Transformers or Battleship if Herzog and Lynch are not your flavor. That will allow more room in the cinema for fresh air.

Robin

This film is pants. A complete lack of any stimulation - visual, mental or emotional. You would only pay to see this movie under duress (and no, I'm not a mainstream movie goer).

Phil

I saw this film in Venice, and again recently at a screening for AFM. What a treat! Thankfully at least Some people get it: it's a Herzog helmed masterpiece with sprinkles of lynchian madness. It was not made to please the masses, but rather to tickle the intelect of those who are in fact willing and able to think and analyze a piece of art. This film is a masterpiece and Herzogs most gripping narative to date. Looking forward to my third viewing. Thank you Werner!

Phil

I saw this film in Venice, and again recently at a screening for AFM. What a treat! Thankfully at least Some people get it: it's a Herzog helmed masterpiece with sprinkles of lynchian madness. It was not made to please the masses, but rather to tickle the intelect of those who are in fact willing and able to think and analyze a piece of art. This film is a masterpiece and Herzogs most gripping narative to date. Looking forward to my third viewing. Thank you Werner!